The morning sun has given the earth light. Compared with the shade in the lush forest, the earth outside the forest has received more blessings from the sun. People outside the plant race may feel this way.
Outside the big forest, as if rejecting this big forest, there are many trees with only wooden pillars left. Instead, there is a solid wall built of slightly processed logs.
Outside the wall, a flag swayed in the wind, with the coat of arms of the Slane Theocracy printed on it. To be precise, this is the flag of the Slane Theocracy, but this world is still accustomed to using heraldry to represent it, and the shape of the flag depends on the occasion.
There are all kinds of them, and there is no distinction between the concepts of national flag, party flag, and military flag, so let’s emphasize heraldry.
And now this naturally represents the military flag. You have to ask why - this is the forward position where the Silian Theocracy is preparing to attack the Elf Kingdom.
Although the fortress can be said to be strong, it cannot stop an attack of the same strength. It can only prevent a sneak attack at most, but it is enough. Compared with the Theocracy, the elf's military strength is overwhelmingly insufficient, plus the losses in the war with the demihumans some time ago.
Without the strength of the troops, it is even less likely to take the initiative to send troops. Therefore, considering that the fortress will be reduced to a supply transit station as the front advances in the future, it feels like a waste to spend a lot of effort to build a strong fortress.
At the same time, we do not plan to use magic casters. Although ordinary magic casters can fully recover in a day or so even if they drain all their magic power, the natives of this world do not have player skill slots, so any skill or magic must be learned with great effort.
, it is impossible to learn too much magic that determines a person's career in life, so magic casters who learn magic related to civil engineering are, to put it bluntly, "super construction workers" and generally have poor combat effectiveness. If the elves use guerrilla methods, they will kill several people quickly.
It's not impossible to have a magic caster and then retreat immediately. It's also impossible for the Theocracy to assign a group of guards to each "super builder".
The above was the reason why Crownpis saw the delay in the construction of this fortress.
It is the beginning of spring, which is more suitable for activities than the middle of winter, and although the vitality of the great forest has begun to increase, it is still far from its peak. It is a suitable time for humans to enter the army, but——
The door of the simple wooden house that was used as a temporary headquarters suddenly opened with a bang from the outside, and a messenger stumbled in.
"General...general!"
"It's not appropriate, why are you so flustered! What happened!"
"No time to walk here leisurely! General! The elf who calls himself...the elf king jumped over the wall and came in!"
"What did you say!"
It is simply unbelievable that the enemy's king came directly to the front line and then jumped into the enemy's camp or something.
"What do the garrison troops do for food?"
"No... you can't see it. According to the people who escaped, they couldn't see the person taking action at all. Everyone around him died, although for some reason there was no pursuit..."
A small soldier wouldn't be able to tell, but in the eyes of a general, this is what it's like: Let the strong men in the hero field attack fiercely when they are not ready for war, but deliberately let some people go to bring back the terror to suppress the morale of the army.
Bar.
"But there is no doubt that the war will begin soon!" the messenger continued.
In this world, sometimes the combat power of a high-level unit can equal that of an army. The messenger's own strength is not very good, and his level is in single digits. It can be seen that the army in the military camp is ravaged by one person alone, then the opponent is that level of strength.
Well, there is no doubt that one person can start a war.
"Let the church's troops summon the angels to the rear as much as possible and retreat temporarily," the commander said.
"General! Are you giving up like this? Retreating without fighting means..." The adjutant hesitated, lowered his head and said to his superior.
"If the opponent sends strong men who can massacre our defenses, then they are enemies that can only be dealt with by the Six-Color Holy Code. Even if we fill this place with the blood of our compatriots, we will not be able to win this battle." Commander.
explain.
"But……"
But the commander interrupted the adjutant with a wave of his hand: "Stop talking. My prediction of the enemy's movements was unfavorable and my lack of preparation resulted in the current situation. I will go and apologize. Send the order and blow the retreat horn."
"yes!"
Not long after the messenger left, a handsome-looking young man in gorgeous clothes opened the door and walked in seemingly leisurely. He was so leisurely that he didn't even hold the weapon in his hand, and put his hands behind his back.
"You are!" The commander's eyes widened. The person with long and pointed ears was an enemy!
"Zhengzheng!" The surrounding adjutants' guards had already taken the lead in drawing their swords.
The commander's reaction was a little slow. Rather than being nervous because of the sudden fierce battle, it was better to say that he was just confused.
Except for him and the elf in front of him, no one in this room was lying in a pool of blood.
To be more specific about what happened, it took him a few seconds to roughly understand. The elf still didn't pick up the bow and dagger on his body. He just casually flicked away the sword slashed by the first guard with one hand, and then grabbed the guard's arm.
, swung him like a meteor hammer, knocked the second guard to the ground, and then smashed the first guard, who had turned into a corpse, into his adjutant, and then the adjutant also turned into a corpse.
This elf didn't use any of the skills that elves are good at, such as archery and natural magic. He managed to get through this with brute force. You must know that his guards are at least as good as Mithril level adventurers (around level 20).
"After letting me wait here for so long, are these the strongest ones that can be gathered? There is no one that interests me." The Elf King said boredly.
"Maybe, there is?" the commander grinned. At this time, he could only laugh.
"Yes, it does exist. It's a pity not to be here."
The Elf King spat on the ground unhappily. Last night, Crounpis hoped that he could attack the Theocracy's military camp at the designated time. However, the Elf King, who had his own ideas and pride, did not intend to be Crounpis' gun.
Being summoned, I came here on my own to see if there was a new "princess" to marry.
As a result, we didn't meet the Fire Extinguishing Scripture troops who were still on the way.
Originally, Crounpis wanted the Elf King to bleed some of the Theocracy's six-color holy scripture troops, and then he took the opportunity to do something else, but the result was like this.
"I'll give you one more chance. This is your only chance to directly confront me. If you miss this opportunity, you humans will only have the option of slowly filling my country with your own numbers."